A broad smile masked her pretty face when he confird her guess. "Do you even need to ask to know I would co when I am the first one who asked you out on a date?" She asked with her chin raised.
"That is good to hear," He replied while smiling back at her.
"I will go freshen up now. You know the nook and cranny of my ho, if you need to freshen up, touched up your make up and changed into a different outfit, you know where to get it," He said ekly.
He spun and headed to his bedroom.
Joanna jumped up but with caution, the instant his bedroom door jamd.
[Whoa… I can't believe he asked out on a date. I am so happy that I decided to make the first move in settling things between us. All my efforts didn't go to waste. This is great]
Joanna's radiating smile as she pace out was enough to brighten the day of anyone who saw her.
She patiently waited for him in the sitting room.
Inside his bedroom, Amos freshened up in the fastest ti possible.
[I have kept her waiting the entire day. I can't afford to keep her waiting for any longer]
Amos bead as he stared at the brown door leading to the sitting room.
Without wasting ti he spun and proceeded to his dressing table where his body lotion and other costics were neatly placed. All his costics and products were the best of the best which befits his title.
Amos ran here and there as he tried to get ready in the quickest ti.
A problem occurred when it reached the ti for him to choose an outfit for himself.
"Fuck! Why can't I make a choice on which clothes to pick," Amos muttered as he stared at the different sets of outfits neatly arranged on the racks?
"I haven't been so nervous about picking an outfit before. What is wrong with now?" Amos complained. He reached out his hand to pick out the red shirt in the middle but only for him to retract his hand midway.
"The shirt looks way too formal. Besides, I haven't made up my mind about where I will be taking her to so the red shirt won't do," Amos mumbled. He was quick to find faults with the first shirt.
He extended his hand to pick the green one but he dropped his hand just when he was about to hold the shirt.
"The darker shade of green isn't suitable to wear at the night. What if we end up going to a dimly lit place, won't I be unnoticed if I wear this?" Amos frowned not satisfied with the casual green shirt either.
He went around criticising almost all the clothes he had in the walk-in closet.
After walking around the huge room he finally returned to his first spot. "I am not satisfied with all the clothes here, now what am I…,"
"I love that one over there," A lady's sweet voice interrupted him. In a flash, he turned to look at where the voice ca from.
He was dumbfounded to see Joanna standing by his side with her hand pointing at his clothes racks.
"Which one?" He asked as his eyes followed where her hand was pointing at.
"The grey one," Joanna moved over to the closet. From Among the clothes hanging she picked out the particular shirt she was talking about.
"I love everything you wear but I particularly love it whenever you wear a grey shirt so I will advise that you wear this," Joanna said, extending the shirt to him.
"Today is a special day and since you are the one that choose this for then I will definitely wear it," Amos smiled at her. He puts on the shirt without any hesitation.
"Today is a special day?" Joanna asked. "I rember your birthday is not today nor of the Queen Mother, did anything special happen on this day that I am not aware of?" Joanna added.
She started searching her mory for anything morable that might have happened on this day.
"Yeah, today is the first day you asked out on a date and this makes it a special day," Amos replied beaming.
"And wearing the clothes you pick for will make it even more special so go ahead and pick all the accessories I am gonna wear," He added as he walked to the large mirror in the northern part of the room.
[So he thinks today is special because I asked him out?]
Joanna spaced out while grinning from ear to ear.
"What are you waiting for, aren't you gonna do it now?" Amos asked as he stared at her through the large mirror.
"I will do it," Joanna smiled and walked to the wristwatch section.
As she tried to pick the accessories she thought he needed Amos stood in front of the mirror arranging his hair.
Joanna picked every accessory Amos wore including the cologne he used.
After he finished he took a last glance at himself before he turned and faced the lady standing behind him.
"Let's go, Girlfriend," A broad smile appeared on his face as he offered his hand to her.
Hearing him call her Girlfriend made Joanna recall their first official date and the way he kept calling her Girlfriend.
She couldn't resist smiling when she rembered those monts.
"Sure," She replied and wrapped her hand around his.
In this manner, two of them left the walk-in closet. Amos was about to bend and picked up his car key from the centre table when Joanna's cell phone rang.
Grudgingly, she removed the cell phone from her black handbag.
"Today is my day off work so why is Mrs Parker calling ?" Joanna mumbled. She hesitated for a few seconds before she swiped the answer button.
"I really hope it's not what I am thinking," He muttered with a clenched fist as he watched her walk two steps away from him.
"Hello Joanna, where are you?" Here ca Mrs Parker's first word.
"Hmmm…," she hesitated not knowing whether it was a good thing to tell Mrs Parker that she was with Amos when she is the one who wants Amos for her cousin.
"I am at ho," Joanna lied as she stole a secret glance at the frowning guy whose gaze was concentrated on her.
"Ok, that is great. This ans you can co over to the cafe right now…,"
"You want to co to the cafe now?" Joanna shouted not able to mask the shock.
"Yes, why?" Mrs Parker standing at the counter asked frowning. "Were you doing sothing important?" She added in a suspicious tone.
"I was in the middle of sothing so if it's not sothing important I will…,"
"It's an ergency," Mrs Parker cut in. If only Joanna wasn't distracted she would have seen the murderous glares Amos directed at the cellphone placed on her right ear.
"I am not stupid to have called you on your day off if not for sothing important…,"
"But I was doing sothing…,"
"I will be expecting you at the cafe from this mont," Mrs Parker said sternly.
"Mrs…," Joanna was shocked to realise that Mrs Parker had disconnected the line.
"I was practically sitting idly here waiting on you so why didn't she call then?" Joanna bellowed throwing the cell phone in her hand away.
Amos thought he was the only angry person but hearing the smashing of her cellphone screen made him realise that she was angry.
Or should he say even more angry than him?
"Why did she choose to call this mont," Joanna lanted.
"There is no need to get so worked up. We will just go and hear what she has to say. We can go ahead with our date afterwards," Amos said in a bid to calm her down.
"Yeah, you are right," Joanna said. "Besides she never said she wanted to work on my day off so that ans we can still go ahead with our date," Joanna's mood changed faster than the hand of the clock.
He was a bit taken aback to see that the deep frown on her face was gone in the sa way it appeared.
"Let's go. We have no ti to spare," Joanna said as she walked towards the entrance.
Amos followed her closely.
…
At the cafe, Mrs Parker was seen using one of the cafe tables with three young people sitting around her.
"Since I have told you all that needs to be said, I hope you and Leah will support her to manage the cafe well during my five days absence," Mrs Parker concluded.
With sparkling eyes, Alia turned to look at Amos sitting on her right-hand side.
"You once told that you managed one of your family's companies all by yourself. I am sure managing a tiny cafe like this will be nothing to you," Alia said smiling.
"I will rely on your guidance to manage the cafe well Amos ok," She added still maintaining her smile.
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